Golly. What a tiring day full of laze. I was up the night before with about 40 kids & youth next door, at an event we call "5th Quarter" after every home football game. Video games & pizza & a firepit & couches to chill on & basketball out back. It was semi-chaos to be truthful. And, though I'm all about the crazy fun of it all, it's exhausting. (And sometimes I think teenagers are evil aliens sent to destroy this planet. Not all of them. Just some.)
I walked around the house all day in my jammies, hoping to get past that "sleepy" feeling, but never did. I attempted to attack the playroom earlier in the day with my cleaning powers, but was immediately zapped by the overpowering mess. A nap in the early evening helped some. And then, I woke from my mini snooze to smell dinner cooking. The Mr. had tossed a frozen chicken fettucine alfredo into the oven along with some garlic bread. I went out into the kitchen---appearing with bedhead for the second time that day---& whipped up a green salad.
My favorite part of the day was reading chapter after chapter of "Farmer Boy" to the girls. We're almost through! They munched popcorn while I read. And I discovered 'the sign of a good book': when the audience is so mesmerized that they sit & eat popcorn like they're at the movies.
My 2nd favorite part of the day was that it was rainy & in the 50's! Tomorrow will be the same. Aaahhh, I love it! Especially after have too many hot days & never feeling like "fall" is here.
My 3rd favorite part of the day was watching a movie with the girls, cuddled on the couch under a blanket. "Megamind" was our feature film. And it was quite entertaining.
I've now tucked the kidlets into bed. Pazely is fast asleep. But I hear Zoey in her room reading aloud. I already told her it was "lights out" 15 minutes ago. But how can I get mad at that? I'll let her read until she falls asleep.
And now I'm downstairs, staring at the playroom, with its messes & such.
I'm feeling oddly energetic at the moment.